Learning a New Language
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While you’re planting a plant
Have you stopped to ponder
That this plant can’t wander?
What we can do it can’t
Thought its roots run rampant
It will not live yonder.
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Why did you plant me here
Among these thugs and brutes
Where soil’s bad for my roots
Branches eaten by deer
Blooms hidden by those near
Oh why can’t I uproot?
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What do plants have to say
About our garden display?
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Papaver orientale
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Floppy
Poppy
Opening wide
Concealed
Revealed
Beauty inside
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(A Brevee Poem)
The Katsura Tree
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Heart shaped leaves of my favorite tree
Tinged with red, newly appear
Destined to be fall debris
Dusting the ground in yellow cheer
Graces our noses with scent of sugar cookie
Scintillating throughout the year.
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(A Harrisham Rhyme)
Aesculus
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Leaves are crinkled, wrinkled, wrapped up tight
Their unfurling is a sight
Watching with delight
All is right
Grow
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Round clustered buds open to pure white
Panicles rise to new heights
Watching with delight
All is right
Show
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Have better things to do I might
But I could stay here all night
Watching with delight
All is right
Know
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( A Triquint Poem)
April Tulip
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The day April showers bring May flowers
What do those showers do for the April blooms?
Whether gentle or hard, minutes or hours
They create blossoms to brighten the gloom
Bringing in the new season with perfume.
Colorful flowers bedazzled with drops
Rather than slicker it’s a rain costume
Embellished with jewels from bottom to top.
So it seems that these spring thundershowers
Accessorize but don’t over power.
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(A Decuain Poem)
Bloodroot
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Breaking ground early spring
Before many others
Boldly emerging white
Brightening dormant ground
Buds rise through folded leaves
Bloom balanced atop stem
Becoming full with sun.
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(A Pleiades Poem)
Pasque Flower
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Soft purple flowers detract
From the gloomy gray
Of a spring yet to arrive
To push cold away.
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Perhaps the reason
For this bright floral drama
Is to fool seasons.
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(A Seguidilla Poem)
The Promise of Homegrown Citrus
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I helped create these baby limes
Using Q-tips
As bees
Buzz.
Forging nature
Fake bee
Fuzz
My hand achieves
What bee
Does.
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(A Zeno Poem)
Crocus
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Up through old brown crunchy leaves
Emerges a bloom of gold
Up through old brown crunchy leaves
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Undeterred that it’s still cold
A small island of beauty
Emerges a bloom of gold
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Petite bloom is a cutie
Nectar and pollen for bees
A small island of beauty
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Glinting far beneath the trees
A bright harbinger of spring
Nectar and pollen for bees
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Unwary of what spring will bring
First of many on the way
A bright harbinger of spring.
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Petals open in the day
Up through old brown crunchy leaves
First of many on the way
Up through old brown crunchy leaves.
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(A Terzanelle Poem)
Spring
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Spring days warm up slowly
Coaxing soft buds to free what hides
Crumpled tightly inside
The event multiplied many times
When conditions are prime
Setting the paradigm for spring
The time for emerging.
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(A Luc Bat Poem)
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